Memoir
Memoir | Volunteer Work Experience | The U.S. House of Representatives, The Rayburn House Office Building | Part II of VI
Upon completing my temporary job at the U.S. Supreme Court on Capitol Hill, I decided to apply for a job position at the Personnel Office in the U.S. House of Representatives, the Rayburn House Office Building (RHOB), on Capitol Hill.
By Mia Z. Edwards4 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Hired as a Messenger | The U.S. Supreme Court | Part II of VI
Once I passed through the rigorous security screening at the Supreme Court entrance, I found myself sitting in the waiting area. I was enveloped by an atmosphere of eager anticipation as I prepared for my upcoming job interview.
By Mia Z. Edwards4 months ago in Chapters
Karachi Chronicles Chapter 5
Who loves a chat, I’ll tell you straight up, Jacko does. I now know he’s a legend of Queensland cricket, but pardon my initial ignorance as I hadn’t chilled with him before this tour. That abruptly changed, when I sat next to him on a flight all the way from Melbourne to Colombo. Luke Jackson is an absolute icon of the cricket scene in MacKay and beyond. Paired with his wicked sense of humour, endless chat in the field and all-round positive nature, there aren’t many better people to go on a cricket tour with.
By S. J. Leahy4 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Job Interview | The U.S. Supreme Court | Part II of VI
Filled with anticipation, I woke up early, eager to seize the opportunity of a job interview at the U.S. Supreme Court in Washington, D.C. The prospect of securing a full-time position, moving out of my mother’s home, and finally having my own apartment fueled my determination.
By Mia Z. Edwards4 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | My Path to Independence | Part II of VI
I am a young woman of 26, proud of my unique blend of African and British heritage. My light-caramel-colored eyes reflect a mix of influences: my light-skinned complexion comes from my Caucasian grandfather, while my father, an African American, gifted me his lamb’s woolly, curly hair and full lips.
By Mia Z. Edwards4 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Interlude | Part II of VI | Networking
In an attempt to leave the housing projects in pursuit of employment and a brighter future, I found myself drawn to Capitol Hill, not just by ambition, but by the vivid world Elizabeth L. Ray painted in The Washington Fringe Benefit.
By Mia Z. Edwards4 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | The Nun | Part I of VI
I was a John Hayden Johnson Middle School student in Washington, D.C. During one of my classes, I felt an intense pain around my belly button, which gradually shifted to the lower right side of my abdomen. The pain was so severe that I couldn’t stand up straight.
By Mia Z. Edwards5 months ago in Chapters
Karachi Chronicles Chapter 4
Some of the greatest travel experiences come from meeting locals. In Pakistan, this was most certainly the case. Everywhere we went there were people keen for a chat and a photo. I have no doubt this would have happened even if we weren’t a travelling cricket team. For me this was the highlight of the trip. I continually mention the Pakistani hospitality, but it has left me with many fantastic and unforgettable memories.
By S. J. Leahy5 months ago in Chapters
